I wrote this when my guy cheated on me with a fat b***h...
Bleed tears of sorrow and pain Cry rivers that reached as far as the eye can see Feel as though my life had crashed around me Scream like a banshie Hate as though I created the feeling Change into something I never wanted to be....
I am interested in the second line. There is a tension between crying blood and seeing the rivers it produces. I'd like to see more of this kind of impossibility woven into the poem: it would definitely elevate it.
One correction: it tends to be spelt "banshee", although I don't know whether as a Gaelic term that's technically correct. (I'm pretty sure it's Gaelic?).
I am interested in the second line. There is a tension between crying blood and seeing the rivers it produces. I'd like to see more of this kind of impossibility woven into the poem: it would definitely elevate it.
One correction: it tends to be spelt "banshee", although I don't know whether as a Gaelic term that's technically correct. (I'm pretty sure it's Gaelic?).
I am me. I'm a blunt and bitchy writer who is working on getting her associates for English/Creative Writing and is just trying to make it through life without killing someone. I love poetry, short st.. more..